Have you ever dreamed?
Of the liberation of a nation
Where they carried on standing,
Not deserving, fighting for what's right.
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The sweet song of the blackbird,
The magnificent melody of the Robin.
The early morning dew that settles
On the lush, green grass that sits on the earth.
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Cascading, not afraid
She runs down the smooth stones
That have become her family.
The rhythmic sound pounding upon the land.
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